Fake Mechanic

Zou Yafu was a little helpless, looking at the slightly thin old man in front of him, who looked like a little boy who ran to the house of his favorite girl every day when he was in love. Tea.

It is impossible for the person in front of him to be able to push and push others away.

It's not that Zou Yafu didn't dare to put a bad face on the Emperor Slayer, it's that Lu Boyan seemed to find something to talk about every time he came here, which naturally took up half a day of his time and made Zou Yafu feel unfulfilled and unsatisfied. This is where Lu Boyan has to be admired.

"You've been hiding all these years, I'm afraid you've suffocated yourself, why don't you talk at night by candlelight today, and don't say you have fun?" Zou Yafu glanced at the half-foot-high pending papers on the desk, and the corners of Zou Yafu's eyes widened With a few crow's feet, he skillfully picked up a piece of high-purity anthracite with copper fire chopsticks, and gently put it into the small charcoal stove that had been with him since he entered the academy.

Da Ma was sitting on the sofa with a golden knife, and Zou Yafu didn't seem to listen to his complaints and complaints at all. Lu Boyan touched the top of his pale head, and said noncommittally, "Tea keeps three points, wine needs half drunk, when will you Accompany me to drink and sit, I can consider your suggestion."

Zou Yafu glanced at Lu Boyan, not knowing what to say, "Drinking all night, watching you sign autographs for a lot of people who admire you? You can say such things. We added You are more than 100 years old, and you are like teenage children making wine, are you not afraid that the rotten spirit on both of us will infect those children?"

Lu Boyan shook his head, "Girls now know that only older men know how to hurt others. You are locked in this big coffin every day. Of course, you are lifeless as if half of your body has been buried in the soil. You spend more time with those fresh and juicy little girls. Together we can stimulate the vitality of life."

This time it was Zou Yafu's turn to smile. Just listening to the words, he would never have guessed that this was the true face of the military god Lu Zhanhuang in private. He slightly rolled his eyelids and gave the other party a meaningful look. half, 21 grams.

"Whether you are afraid or not, he will come. At that moment, your body is 21 grams lighter."

Lu Boyan looked at Zou Yafu's clear palm with age spots, and the precise and consistent movements over the years, and said a line that both of them understood, "Even if you tell me the reason, every time I see you like this Scooping the tea leaves stingily still has the urge to grab the teapot and add two more spoonfuls."

After death, the body will be 21 grams lighter. No one can prove that this is the weight of the soul, but this saying is widely circulated in the Federation.It's just that after Lu Boyan added a few sentences to what was originally a very artistic conception, it became a joke that the two of them would say no matter how many times they didn't get tired of it.

Zou Yafu gently closed the lid of the teapot, adjusted the damper of the charcoal stove to the minimum, and let the residual heat of the charcoal fire wash over the scalding boiling water, decocting the fragrance of the tea leaves one by one, and diffused them throughout the dean's office.

"Your soul has already gone with her, no matter how much I add, it won't help."

After seeing each other for many years, Zou Yafu brought up Lu Boyan's unknown thoughts again, which seemed to have some special intentions.

The face of the old and disrespectful Emperor Slayer finally flickered for a moment, his lips moved slightly, and a complex expression should appear for this age group, "So I would rather you drink with me than use this pair of hands that have killed countless people. This fluffy teacup."

"You have come here three times in the past four days. The can of Yuanshan Meijian I kept privately dropped faster than the market value of the Bai family. I have lived in seclusion for so many years and sent Lu Xun to the Hell Triangle as soon as I showed up. What are you hiding? Tuck it in, the teenage boy is not as slow as you in confessing his love?"

The tea is finally ready. The water in the small white porcelain cup is green and green, like a small lake reflecting the dark green mountains in the distance. Lu Boyan picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp, ignoring Zou Yafu's distressed expression as if he saw a cow chewing peonies. He smacked his lips and said a few words.

"Lu Xun is about to wake up."

……

If Xiang Yu heard the five words Lu Boyan, his first reaction would be to pick up the cup and sniff, and then make a few obscene complaints, you can always get drunk even if you drink tea, and the little guy is not a vegetable. If you can eat and drink and call your mother, where do you wake up?

But after Zou Yafu heard this sentence, the teacup that hadn't trembled for so many years unexpectedly showed an unnoticeable abnormality, and the green with curling steam seemed to be like stones falling in the lake water, causing ripples.

The cup brought to his mouth returned to the small coffee table, and Zou Yafu asked solemnly, "How long is it?"

"I don't know, it could happen at any time. Back then I never thought I could suppress him for 12 years. You don't know how old he is now." Lu Boyan spread his hands, his face relaxed as if the burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"He is your son. Why do you say that I am the one to worry about? If I had known you were such a scoundrel, I should have told the secretary that everyone surnamed Lu would disappear."

Zou Yafu seemed a little angry. Although he spoke bluntly, the expression on his face was full of concern and dignity.

"That's why I sent him away. You don't know Mo... What his mother said to us before she died, trapped this child for nearly 12 years, and the day of breaking the cage will eventually come. Now you are him again My teacher is like a father, do you think I will carry this burden alone?"

Seeing that Zou Yafu was silent, Lu Boyan sighed and changed his words, "At least I think I should discuss it with you."

Hearing Lu Zhanhuang's softness, Zou Yafu also heaved a sigh of relief, picked up his teacup to imitate someone, raised his head to kill him like drinking, refilled the two empty cups, and asked, "Can't you use the same method? Again?"

"No, I tried this a few years ago. Lu Xun was only nine years old, and the result was terrible."

"How bad is it?"

Lu Boyan stared at the teacup in a daze. It seemed that the memories of the past made him feel a little hard to describe. After a long time, he said, "You know the strength of the gun butt. After being beaten by the crazy Lu Xun, he spent almost two months on the bed and had more than a dozen broken bones. Not to mention, the most troublesome thing is that even the gun butt himself can't remember what happened at that time."

Zou Yafu was taken aback, and said quite annoyed, "It's fine if you don't tell me when something like this happens, but you're so embarrassed to ask me to accept him into the academy afterward, have you lost your conscience by living in seclusion all these years? .”

Lu Boyan laughed, "At least I didn't keep him by your side now."

Zou Yafu stayed for a long time before sighing, "Someone is going to be unlucky."